Maybe this is a blog about Christmas, I havent decided yet. A quick warning, I am writing this, typing rather on a computer in a small cramped internet cafe without air conditioning while the owner is blasting and singing to tipico music on a spanish keyboard, close to every word I type is underlined in a read squiggly and I have under thirty minutes left, so if the grammar or spelling is worse than ususal, it is only because I rely too heavily on spell check.
Christmas in Panama was nothing like Christmas in the United States, but then again, my Christmas experience in the United States is nothing like the general Christmas practices of the majority of citizens in our fine country.
I am not going to describe word for word my recent Christmas experience, because like I said Ive only got thirty minutes and I would get very bored with that. Here are some key words and phrases to describe my recent holiday experiences. Sweaty, whiskey, chicken decapitation, poker, whiskey, hats, yo-yo. I think that is sufficent and paints a wonderful picture. Voy a seguir, those words arent squigglied. These are.Anyway.
What I am wanting to share is how Christmas feels to me, not hot and humid, but emotionally. I dont feel as though I am a person who loves Christmas as much as I love the idea of Christmas, and not the true meaning of Christmas, I like that Christmas is a day with presents and food, a day where you give you love to others in a solid, tangible way and it isnt weird. I like that at Christmas families suddenly grow and morph to include almost anyone. Christmas is acceptance and understanding (ideally). I like that about Christmas. And I had that here.
Christmas, to me, is not snow (luckily), or Jesus, or Santa Claus. Christmas is a day to be happy with people I love, or at least enjoy the company of, and I have that here in Panama, and I had it the US, in Michigan, in Ohio, California. I could have Christmas anywhere at anytime with any combination of food, loved ones, gifts, or alcohol and it would still be Christmas to me.
I am not sure this blog makes sense, but I am not sure that I make any sense eiether. What I am saying not so eloquently or even efficently is that I had a great Christmas, and I am lucky to have a life filled with so many wonderful and welcoming people all around the world at Christmas time, and always.
Im out of internet time and I have a boat to catch, but Happy Holidays to everyone, everywhere, except maybe Blackhawks fans. Just kidding... ish...
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